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My Pink Cadillac

Songwriters Hal Willis
and
Ginger Willis

Well, I'll dig you later, Baby, I'll call you back,
I've just got to wash my pink Cadillac.
I'll wash it and shine it, just like new,
When I'm all done, Baby, I'll call you.

I gotta wash, wash my pink Cadillac;
I got your signal, Babe, my train is on your track;
I'm a gone hep cat with plenty of jack;
I'll dig you later, Baby, in my pink Cadillac.

We'll pull the top down and let the breeze blow,
We'll floor board it, Honey, and go go go
Tear around town in my pink Cadillac;
Don't hit the sack, Baby, till I call you back.

I gotta wash, wash my pink Cadillac;
I got your signal, Babe, my train is on your track;
I'm a gone hep cat with plenty of jack;
I'll dig you later, Baby, in my pink Cadillac.

Pick it up on the corner this Saturday night
When the high brows and low brows are taking their flights
They'll feast their eyes and stretch their necks;
Don't get slack, Baby, I've got a pink Cadillac.

I gotta wash, wash my pink Cadillac;
I got your signal, Babe, my train is on your track;
I'm a gone hep cat with plenty of jack;
I'll dig you later, Baby, in my pink Cadillac.